As soon as Chu Dongling sat down by the bed, he hit his fist and came to him in an instant.
He grabbed it casually and wrapped the pitifully small fist in his palm.
"Don't think that just because you are good at martial arts, you can do whatever you want..."
The fist was imprisoned, Long Qian pulled hard twice, and then it became quiet again.
Just when Chu Dongling wanted to let her go, she suddenly sat up and rushed towards him.
"Qing'er."
Long Qian held Chu Dongling's waist with both hands and buried her head on his chest.
"Qing'er, why are you... so fat? You are so strong!"
With a "pop" sound, Long Qian slapped Chu Dongling on the waist.
Chu Dongling's whole body was stiff and he put his hands in the air, feeling a little at a loss.
Is this girl really asleep, or is she just pretending?
Could it be that she was worried that she would dislike her and deliberately pretended to be asleep to take advantage of him?
"I've built some muscles. Well, I'm so ugly! But I feel so safe."
"Wow! With your chest muscles so strong, how can any man be willing to want you in the future?"
Long Qian kept groping Chu Dongling's body, from the back to the front, and then from top to bottom.
"Abs? Such big abs!"
Chu Dongling was still thinking that that ghost Qing'er had better be a woman. If it were a man, he would definitely tear his hands off!
Now, what he wants to tear apart more is the woman in his arms.
Now that she is his wife, she still dares to miss someone else every day. How brave she is!
"Long Qian." A familiar pain made Chu Dongling suddenly grab the restless little hand.
How dare she...
When Chu Dongling lowered his eyes, he met a pair of hazy but incredibly beautiful eyes.
"What's wrong?" She blinked her watery eyes and asked hoarsely.
Chu Dongling looked at these eyes that were more dazzling than gems, and the force in his palms became stronger, but he couldn't say any words of punishment.
The fan-like eyelashes go up and down, up and down, and finally droop down, hiding the smart black gems inside.
Long Qian's body softened and he lay on Chu Dongling's body, breathing evenly.
The little body in his arms was as soft as boneless, and the fragrance filled his nostrils, making Chu Dongling's whole body tense again.
The taste of bone erosion lingers in the heart and flows to the limbs and bones.
He couldn't bear it any longer and gently put her down.
The wind blew in the palms, and the curtain slowly fell, blocking out the moonlight from outside.
Within the tent, that slender and tall body slowly descended...
…
Long Qian had a long, long, and warm dream.
A quick knock on the door pulled her out of her dream.
Long Qian sat up suddenly, his face turned red and his breathing became rapid.
She actually dreamed about Chu Dongling, about him and her...
Long Qian covered her heart and took a deep breath.
Her eyes fell on the back of her hand, she opened her hand and looked at the position of her palm.
The hand is still the same, there is no difference, but I always feel that there is something different.
It feels a little familiar, but also a little intimidating.
Recalling that night, Chu Dongling held her hand and transferred his true energy from his palm to his own hands, and then from her hands to her limbs.
"Ah." Long Qian trembled all over and immediately pulled away the quilt wrapped around him.
The clothes are still on me, but they seem a little different.
Long Qian took off his messy clothes and finally discovered the problem.
The clothesline was tied wrongly.
How could this happen? There could be nothing wrong with the clothes she wore, unless...
The door was knocked again, and someone's sharp voice came.
"Hurry up and open the door! Long Qian, do you think you are here for vacation?"
